She warned me but I didn’t listen to her. I’ve always been stubborn. My mind kept telling me to stay away, but my heart kept telling me to get closer. They say you’ll never find peace of mind until you listen to your heart. Honestly, I did find peace of mind for a little while. Everything was great and I was filled with so much joy it was hard to put in words. The feeling of being loved by someone and being in love with someone. I had all of it until it was gone. It was like I woke up from a magnificent dream and faced reality. The pain. The suffering. The heartache. I can still feel it. It’s never easy, is it? Falling out of love.
I traced his lower lip with the tip of my finger and gaze into his sky blue eyes as they bore into mine. His hand reaches for mine and our lips connect. The kiss was consumed with passion. This is exactly what I was afraid of feeling but I don’t want to stop. Not now. I pull away from him and try to catch my breath. “I love you,” I whisper. A smile formed on his lips as he whispered those three words back to me.
Shaking these thoughts out of my head, I get up from my bed. It’s the first day of school and I can’t risk getting late to class. I walk over to my closet and look through my bundle of clothes. I need to make a good impression on everyone today. I grab my comfortable black jeans and a nice white button-up shirt. I grab the towel from the stand near the window and step in the bathroom. I strip down and take a nice cold shower. After about five minutes, I step outside and dry myself. I wear my clothes and brush my hair. I decided to put them up in a high ponytail with a black rubber band. I let out a few strands from the front and examine my face in the mirror. My eyes were a little red but the black circles were gone. I haven’t cried in over a week so my eyes aren’t puffy either. I look decent. I twitch my lips up and fake a smile. I have gotten good at this over the past few days. Everyone’s been asking how I’m doing. All I do is put on a fake smile and say ‘I’m fine’ and they’ll believe me. My cheeks looked pale and my hazel eyes looked dull. I put on some perfume before heading downstairs with my bad and phone. I head to the kitchen and see mom sitting on the island chair. I place the bag down on the couch before I sit down beside her and she looks at me with a smile.
“Good morning, honey.”
“Morning mom,” I greet her, grabbing a plate of delicious pancakes. I pour some maple syrup on and start eating it. Mom runs her hand on my back.
“How are you feeling?” She asks me. I gulp down the bite and open my mouth to answer before she cuts me off.
“You don’t have to go to school today, you know? You can always stay at home.” She says. I shook my head.
“I’m going mom, seriously. I’m fine.” I give her a small smile and she sighs.
“As you wish,” with that she gets up and goes upstairs. I quickly finish eating my pancakes and start getting ready to leave. Grabbing my keys, I take a step outside the house. I lock the door behind me and go to my car. I sit in and start driving. I reach school in about 15 minutes. I park the car in my usual spot and step outside. I grab my bag and go towards the building. The ground was cramped with freshmen and sophomores. I make my way inside the school. Finally! Senior year is here. have been waiting for it for so long. I’m going to graduate soon and I honestly can’t wait to leave this place behind. Just one more year. I was walking when I bump into my longtime best friend. She grins widely as she sees me.
“Hey, Via!” She hugs me tightly and I hug her back with a smile. “How are you?” She asks once we’ve broken the hug. I sigh.
“I’m fine Kira, really,” I assure her and she smiles.
“Good. This year is going to be fabulous! Let’s go.” She drags me beside her and I chuckle.
“Wait, I have to I go to my locker first. I’ll see you in class.” I tell her and head down the hall towards my locker. I put in the combination and open it, quickly putting in books that I won’t be needing in the morning. I heard a familiar voice behind me and my heart skips a beat. My shoulders tense as I realized who it was. I close my locker with a gulp and turn around. He stood there, with his arms around his new girlfriend’s shoulder and was laughing at something she said. I could see the side of his face, he was smiling. He turned, our eye making contact. His smile immediately fell. I broke the eye contact and looked at the ground.
Not wanting to remember everything that happened.